Chapter Thirty-Eight: After Dark
Night fell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Outside the info window, in the darkness, you can see the shadows of the grass and trees, and the dark night sky. Perhaps because of the dark clouds, only two lone stars were seenβVenus and the Moon. And the moon is always mutilated, as if it had been bitten by something.
There are more and more people in the hall, and tonight I am afraid that only this place is brightly lit.
The one was personable, dressed in a pure white dress, quiet and alone. He sat quietly on the dimly lit chair, looking at the dancing people in the center of the hall, tasting a cup of bitter tea by himself, flowing through his heart, precipitating a quiet loneliness.
"Zi Lan, I'm watching here, you can also go dance." J Hee walked up to him and whispered again, "There's a beautiful girl over there who is secretly looking at you!" J Xi rolled his eyes and motioned to Zi Lan.
"No, I'll just watch." Zi Lan said lightly. He is also accustomed to standing alone, looking at them from afar, and he will not be lonely. Zi Lan looked at J Xi for a long time and asked, "J Xi, why don't you go and dance?" β
"I'm waiting for Dobra. It is estimated that she will appear in the finale! With a look of anticipation, J Xi tidied up his azure dress again, stood up straight, and looked around seriously, "That's ...... Thank you for your hard work. I'm going to find Dobraha! J Xi was about to leave, and when he saw tea on the table, he poured a cup, and he just took a sip and put it down: "This tea is too drunk!" β
Zi Lan glanced at him, regained his composure, and said, "I don't think so." β
J Xi looked at Zi Lan with the eyes of a cherished animal, and after a long time, he remembered what he wanted to do, so he quickly slipped away, leaving Zi Lan to sit quietly.
Zi Lan listened to the music like that day, and closed her eyes comfortably. The song sang:
How long has I been suffering, tears have come to my eyes
I vaguely remember the picture of the day of separation
Is it used to miss or to pay tribute in the past?
I couldn't believe I was in tears
I've gone through so many changes, I really want to see you
to know that the truth is not always as expected
Repentance is actually deception, and lies destroy faith
Play the stupid mistake perfectly
I can't forget the joys and sorrows of Guangling's dispersion and indescribable deviance
Mistakes made no longer have the luxury of being forgiven
Dreaming that this is not the case, concealing the impermanence of the world
in vain trying to find an acquittal
I couldn't see the sadness in the memories clearly, and I felt panic
Wait for the gloomy moonlight to fade into the darkness
Who is still looking at the railing, only to see the lamplight
Guangling has ended, and there is no way to go back to the old days
Just pretend to forget
Whose smile hides a wound in his eyes, covets to turn back time
Fantasy going back to where you once were
Guarding until the twilight, his eyes were full of gloom
In an instant, the old appearance changed
Blood flows in the heart, cruelly uncovering the wounds
The heart that is preserved in the memory is terrifying
What if you start again, you can't wait for a lifetime of Chang'an
Encounter the regret of the future migration and futile guarding
I returned to Guangling and scattered and wanted to find another paradise
Constant change, only infatuation does not change
Your laughter is cut and your cry is unstoppable
Where to find the humble faith
The starry sky is annihilated and swallows the truth hidden by the moonlight
Wait until the flowers are scattered and become an eternal swan song
Thoughts are rampant and arrogant, and the land that can't be reached is desolate
When will I return, and wait for the pain to tear off the disguise
irreversible
I can't return to Guangling and scatter, entangled in the battlefield in the dark night
How many times have you been injured to learn to be brave
I couldn't find the answer in my dreams, and lingering became a habit
Embrace the fleeting warmth
Memories can't be grasped, and the moonlight becomes dark when you hold it tightly
and so that the false back disappears into the sun
The sun is circulating in the body, and all the karma is forgiven
Fate does not stop, that is a fierce battle to the death
Destined to be extraordinary
Against the light of the world, the death of a brilliant dream in an instant
All pay Guanglingsan
The music continues, and even though it has been looped a few times, I still never get tired of listening to it, and the more I listen to it, the more I have a different taste.
"What's the name of this song?" Wang Zinuo heard the girl next to him speak.
Wang Zinuo found that she was curled up in a corner when she found the purple pupils, and thought she had fainted, but now that he heard her voice, his heart was more steady, and he replied, "Called...... It's called "Guangling San". β
"Oh." Zitong raised his head to look at him, there was no emotion on his face, and said, "Prince, can you open the door, I want to go out." She looked at the closed door again, looking helpless.
Wang Zinuo didn't answer her, his hands were uncomfortably inserted into his pockets, and he watched her silent.
"Or else...... I do it myself! "Purple Pupil was originally an active volcano that erupted from time to time, and she stood up and was about to attack unscrupulously.
Wang Zinuo quickly grabbed her hands and ordered in a low voice: "Don't move! Is it good to pay attention to the occasion? β
Purple Pupil looked at him expressionlessly, silent, but Wang Zinuo clearly felt her answer lingering in the almost frozen air: "Not good, not good!" Not good. Not good......"
Purple Pupil's skills have improved amazingly, and in terms of strength, he is already on par with Wang Zinuo, he can only suppress her temporarily, as long as he is negligent, she can first throw him aside, and then kick the door down! But after a long stalemate, she had a better way: "Prince, I'm not leaving." β
"That's good." He looked at her gently, and felt that there was nothing wrong, before letting go. The purple pupil turned around and quickly mixed into a crowded place.
Wang Zinuo looked at her light back, and suddenly realized that things were not so simple, so he quickly followed her. Really......
The moment Purple Hitomi opened her mouth to shout hysterically, his hand also covered her mouth from behind her.
"Hmm...... Not! She turned her head to see who it was, but the man behind her grabbed her waist and quickly turned behind her, she turned several times but failed to see his face, and she had already guessed who it was, but it seemed that she was dizzy after a few turns, and her feet continued to circle unnaturally. She could clearly feel the shallow breathing of the person behind her, but she couldn't stop dancing......
The people next to them were spinning in their eyes, but the others had stopped to watch the two of them perform this wonderful scene. From time to time, they heard a few words in their ears: "Zinuo is so handsome!" "So that's the purple pupil ......" "It's so beautiful!" "It's a wonderful dance!" β¦β¦
At last, as if she was drunk, she was about to collapse, and he immediately turned to her and held her firmly in the crook of his arm.
She slowed down and looked at the person in front of her, the open black dress jacket, and the usually well-trained figure was particularly handsome under the modification of the white shirt. His face was a little hazy, but she could tell at a glance that it was Wang Zinuo. For a moment, a strange wish sprouted in her heartβshe wanted to keep dancing like this, no matter who was behind her, she was willing to dance with him, it didn't matter how long she could, until she couldn't, and danced again. She only wants to leave behind everything that does not belong to her in the circle of dance steps, and forget everything that is difficult for her. But why stop? But if we don't stop, how long can we jump like this? She couldn't find an answer in her mind.
J Hee squeezed through the crowd, and he saw them dancing lightly and undulatingly, and when they finally stopped, he asked, "Captain, do you see Dobra?" β
Wang Zinuo thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that the most natural thing was also wrong. He thought she was supposed to be there based on what he knew about Dobra, so he didn't think much of it. And when he saw Purple Pupil, he put everything else aside, and now he can only be stunned. After a long time, he replied, "I haven't seen her either." Well, I'll open the door and look for it. β
The door opened, J Xi hurriedly went out, Wang Zinuo wanted to go out with him, but when he looked back at the purple pupils who were still frozen in place, there was an indescribable doubt in his heart. "J Xi, you go look for it first, notify me if you find it, and I'll come right away!" When J Xi heard Wang Zinuo's shout, he turned around and answered, and he was no longer visible.
Wang Zinuo returned to Zitong's side and looked at her with a blank expression, and his heart lost its direction. She obviously wanted to go out, but the door opened just now and she was still standing there. What's wrong? What's wrong? He looked at her, and more questions arose.
Purple Pupil looked at him for a long time. The people next to them were dancing, resting, and watching the scenery, but the two of them seemed to be frozen in a certain picture. No one understood anyone, no one walked away, and no one was willing to break the deadlock.
"Hmm...... What about Miji? Why didn't you see him? Purple Pupil looked around and stirred up the topic.
"Just because you can't see him doesn't mean he can't see you." Wang Zinuo said with a wink.
The purple pupil looked at his eyes, and in front of the huge window, there was indeed a burly figure standing, who seemed to be looking at the night scene outside the window, but he knew that it was Mike Guitar, so he had some plan.
Purple Pupil pouted, and said unnaturally, "Don't tell me he's counting the stars......"
"Of course not! He's watching you......" Wang Zinuo's voice slowly lowered, for fear of being heard by Miji, "It's also the first time I've seen him so attentive to a student, don't let down his expectations of you!" β
"It's hard to live up to others, it's hard for yourself!" Purple pupils stared, "If, you hold an apple and you are thirsty, you turn your apple into a bottle of apple juice, then of course it is good, you are not thirsty, but it is no longer the apple you originally wanted!" It will even slip away and is no longer within your grasp! β
"But we need this apple juice! A good apple should know its own value, and it is precisely because it is a good apple that it can be shaped...... Purple Pupil, you've changed a lot. β
"yes, there are a few more cold arrows in your speech, right?" The purple pupils smiled, and the topic turned to the apple, and I didn't know what I was talking about.
Wang Zinuo replied firmly, "No. In this world, no blank paper is completely white and flawless, our life is this blank paper, just before the paint runs out, on this paper is painted or wonderful, or wonderful, or witty picture. It doesn't matter who the painting is made for, they just have the right to enjoy it, and the brush is still in your own hands! β
Purple Hitomi didn't answer again. Without saying a word, she put her hand on his shoulder, stood on tiptoe, and danced like a compass, her skirt bloomed like a flower, and her dancing shoes outlined Shaoguang.
Such a fit, so dependent, except for "I'm tired", there is no second excuse to escape, they are just two ordinary people in this bustling crowd, in the middle of the dance floor, under the bright lights, it seems that all good things have returned to the basics, beautiful scenery, dancing with you. However, the sky will be bright, the banquet will be dispersed, and no matter how beautiful the fireworks will be annihilated, I just want to wait until the dawn to know that this is not a dream, we are all real existence......